the Six Heroes

A few days have gone by since the incident in Manhatten, and things have been rather, tense, for the humans and ponies. Ever since Plasma and Wave came back to Ponyville, and told the others what happened, especially when Plasma told the others what he had to do to Vermin, they all seemed to agree that it was the right thing to do. Although Circus was more upset about the decision, as prefers to not kill others, especially other Un-Naturals.

As for the ponies they were horrified of how many ponies were eaten, especially how many foals were among the bodies. Poor Pinkie and Fluttershy cried buckets when Applejack told them how many foals were eaten. Things have calm down since then, somewhat, and hopefully things will stay that way for the ponies, more so for the humans.

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Morning came to Ponyville, and on the edge of the town a large new house has finally been built, the six humans were all still fast asleep, except Steel as he had to get up early to help down at Sweet Apple Acers, and Circus as he had to help the Cakes open shop, and finally Snap working with Bonbon and her candy store.

In the living room of the house, laying on the couch and just lavishing in the peace and quiet, and the warm atmosphere, was Wave. The young man was wearing some sweats and a simple shirt. As he laid there on the couch the young tried to think of what to do today, work was out of the question because Noteworthy had to close to go visit his uncle in Trottingham, and the other employees that work there have appointments, and concerts to do.

“Morning Wave.” Wave said as he walked into the living room, a cup of hot coffee and a cinnamon roll in hand.

“Morning Plasma. What are you up today?”

“Nothing much. Just visited Sugarcube Corner, and it’s pretty jammed packed.” The young man said before taking a bite out of his cinnamon roll, before washing it down with a swig of coffee.

“I’m sure Circus can handle himself, even if Pinkie is working with him.” Wave remarked as he just stares up at the ceiling.

“Actually Pinkie isn’t there.” Plasma said after another bite of cinnamony goodness, while Wave quirked a brow at that statement.

“In fact, from what Miss. Cake said, our little group of mares have gone all the way to Canterlot for something.”

The two continue to just chat away as they just kicked back. Soon enough the rest of the gang began to wake up, and make their way down to the kitchen to make something to eat. As the group made their breakfast, Burner had to leave to help at the Prancing Pony restaurant, and left once he made a few pieces of toast, and a bottle of apple cider.

Speaking of getting to work, once he’s finished his cup of coffee and cinnamon roll, and a small plate of eggs, Plasma had to leave to begin his shift at Barnyard Bargains. Leaving only Wave the odd one out of work for the time being. After about another hour of just kicking back on the couch, and reading a book that he borrowed from the library, Wave decided that he’d go search for something to do. Since Equestria doesn’t have the modern day forms of time consuming entertainment, as Earth does, Wave and his friends had to find other ways to occupy their time when they’re not working.

Leaving the house Wave made his way to town, to see if he can find something to occupy himself, maybe look for somebody to hang out with. As he wondered around town, Wave was greeted by passing by ponies, or ponies who were at their stalls, some of them even offered a free sample of some of their newest food item to test for them. even after almost being in this world for about a month, Wave still finds the ponies…almost overly friendly demeanor jarring, sometime. When compared to humans, who don’t overly open up to random people, these ponies are very open, perhaps a little more so for Wave’s personal taste…but that’s probably because how he personally views humans. unless you earn their trust, and become their best friends, humans tend to be a little guard and not as open with other folks.

But he was slowly starting to come around to how things have turned out.

Wave eventually wondered out of town, and was now walking a path that trailed around the town, and the country that surrounded the town was quite a lovely sight. The fresh air and nice cool breeze was really refreshing, and the landscape was a nice change from the big city, although the bright colors of this world does tend to lessen atmosphere for Wave. As he thinks this array of bright colors took away from the spectacle, since everything looked like a picture in a book. But the watery young man’s attention turned away from the country side, and began focusing on a red building that was coming into view, which looked like a vintage schoolhouse from pre-Colombian days. Continuing his stroll down the path Wave got a closer look at the building, and large sign off to the side.

“Ponyville School. Teaches from Elementary to High School level education.” Wave said out loud as he read the sign, before looking to the building. “So this is where the foals go to school in—”

“Look out!”

Wave turned to his left where he heard a pre-pubescent voice cry out, before seeing a bright red ball soaring through air, and heading straight for his face. normally, this would end up with Wave to have his face sting for a bit, while being knocked on his ass, or shamble backwards, but his instinct saved his face from such a fate by turning his head into water. The ball sunk a few inches into his watery head, before being stopped dead in its tracks. His rand hand then reached up and plucked the ball from his face, where his head reverted back to normal, allowing him to look to a small segment of the backyard of the school, where a hand full of foals were staring at him. a look of pure dumbfounded bewilderment etched on their faces. Wave then made his way over to the fence, ball in hand, and foals still staring up at him.

“This belong to any of you?” Wave asked as he shook the ball, but none of the foals said anything. Shrugging his shoulders, Wave’s arm turned to water, and stretched down without him having to bend down as he places the ball in front of the foal at the head of the group.

“Make sure you don’t play around to roughly kay; you could hurt somebody.” Wave said to the group of eight foals as his arm went back to normal, and began walking off. But he didn’t get to far from the school house, as a small voice called out.

“Hold on mister!” turning back to look at the foals, Wave saw a small yellow filly walking over to him on her side of the fence, the other foals following behind her. “You’re Steel’s friend, ugh…Wave, right?” the filly asked.

“Yeah, that’s me. But how do you know mine, or Steel?” the filly stood on her hind leg, forelegs gripping the top beam of the fence as she smiled up to the young ma, as he looked down at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Cause he’s been working down at mah family’s farm.” That’s when a bolt of realization struck Wave.

“Oh! You must be Apple Bloom, Applejacks little sister.” The filly nodded. One of the other foals, a grey coated pegasus colt with a swept back black mane then spoke up as he hovered over the group.

“How did you do all that?” the colt asked as he looked from Wave’s head, to his arm. “How did your head, and arm turn to water like that? Is it a magic spell or something?” the other six foals began repeating the question.

“It’s not a spell, it’s my special power.” Wave said as he raised his left hand, and turned it into water, where he changed its form into several different shapes. The foals marveled at the sight, except for a pair of earth pony fillies near the school house, watching with not so impressed looks on their faces.

“I can turn my body into water, and use it anyway that I can think off.”

“Like how?” a dark pink earth pony filly asked as she walked to Apple Bloom’s side.

Wave then turned his whole body into water, and become a swirling column of water, before appearing in the shape of an adult pony made out of water. The foals were all very excited to see the spectacle. Wave then decided to wow the kids some more, by leaping high into the air and turned into a large watery bubble that floated in the air, before coming back down and creating a large splash that the foals thought would get them…but they didn’t get splashed. Instead the foals watched as all the water started to merge back together, before the watery mass turned into a large snake, then a lion that gave out a gurgling roar, before transforming back to Wave’s original form.

“Wow.” The eight foals said in unison, as Wave developed a small smile. “That was so cool!” the orange pegasus filly of the group said.

“Eh, it wasn’t that impressive.” The group turned to look at one of the two foals by the school house, who upon closer inspection from Wave, looked to be pretty snobby. “Sure turning into a ‘puddle’ is cool, but that’s all he can do.”

“Oh really?” Wave said to the filly, and idea forming in his head, while the foals looked at him curiously. “Can I have that ball I gave back to you?”

A white unicorn filly then used her magic to levitate the ball over to Wave, who took the ball in one hand and gently tossed the ball up, the foals watched the ball but quickly looked back to Wave, who turned into what looked like a cannon. The foals—including the two by the school house—watched as the ball came back down, floating into the barrel of the cannon where they saw the back end of the cannon start to boil, like a kettle left to long over an open fire. The cannon then pointed skyward, and with a sound akin to something striking water, HARD, and the foals watched as their ball was lunched hundreds of feet into the air. The little ponies were amazed how high the ball was shot, and when the ball came back down the foals watched the ball be caught by a large watery hand, where it was brought down back to Wave.

“How did you do that?” the pink filly ask, finally approaching the fence. “If you can turn into water, then how could do that. Don’t you need fire to shoot a cannon?”

“Do guys know how a geyser works?” the foals nodded. “That’s how.” Wave simply stated before handing the ball back to the foals. The group of foals, especially the pink one, were about to question Wave more about his powers, but the bell of the school rang.

“Alright kids time to return to class.”

The voice of a older mare called out, causing the foals to grumble, while Wave got a look at the mare. She was about Applejack’s height, and her coat was maroon, while her neatly combed mane and tail were a shade of pink like Pinkie’s, but with a single high light of bright pink running down the center. When the mare turned to face Wave, and his little entourage of foals, he saw that her large eyes were a nice forest green color, and that her adorable muzzle was in a ‘O’ as she looked surprised to see Wave.

“Hello there.” the mare said as she approached the fence, where Wave knelt down to be somewhat eye level with the mare. “My name is Cheerilee.”

“Hello.” The young man simply said. “My name of Wave, nice to meet you.”

“I’ve heard of you from some of the other ponies in town, you’re supposedly from another world right?”

“That’s right. but my friends and I decided to stay in your world, it’s a lot more peaceful.”

The two continued to talk to one another, with the foals eventually telling their teacher what Wave was capable of. Course the teacher was interested in seeing Wave’s power in action, so the young man showed the teacher and foals more aspects of his power, like turning his arm into a highly pressurized water blade that chopped off a few branches from a nearby tree, and even showing that he can boil or chill down his watery form at will. After the little meet and greet, and demonstration of power, Cheerilee took the foals back inside the school house to finish the day, but before she did so she, and the foals waved and said goodbye to the young man. Who waved back and watched the foals, and their teacher head inside the building, before leaving the building to continue to look for something to occupy his time.

“That was a nice trip.” Wave mumbled as he began making his way back into town, leaving the school house behind him. “Now…let’s see what else I can find to spend my time.”